Chapter 464: A Shattered "Home"
After drying their hair, the two went out to eat durian.
They rarely buy durian. It was only when An Xiaoran suddenly felt craving for it a couple of days ago that Qin Mu specially asked Xiao Chen to pick one out today.
There's no way he knows how to pick a durian.
The flesh of this durian is plump, soft, sticky and sweet. Sometimes special assistants can not only handle business work, but also handle matters in life very well.
"It smells so good." Meng Anran took a bite of the durian, her expression full of satisfaction. "But it's a bit too much, right? I definitely can't finish it."
She looked at the two large plates of durian meat in front of her and felt that even if three more people came, they would not be able to finish it all.
"If you can't finish it, put it in the refrigerator and I'll make you durian pancakes tomorrow morning." Qin Mu has mastered the cooking skills and is now very good at hands-on work. As long as he finds an instructional video and follows it, he can make a very good finished product.
Meng Anran smiled and nodded, "I also live a life of ease and comfort."
"It's my honor to serve the young lady." Qin Mu stared at her, his phoenix eyes full of affection, his eyes almost thread-like.
After knowing each other for so many years, Meng Anran's heart would still beat fast when he teased her, and she would lower her head shyly.
The tips of his ears were red as blood.
Qin Mu reached out and gently rubbed the tip of her ear, deliberately teasing: "Why are your ears so red? Are you hot again?"
Meng Anran was embarrassed and annoyed by his teasing. She gently slapped his hand away and scolded him, "Don't give me that. You clearly know the answer but you still ask me on purpose."
Qin Mu chuckled softly and leaned close to her ear, his warm breath brushing her earlobe: "Know what? I only know... you are especially cute when you are shy."
Meng Anran's face turned even redder, and she quickly stuffed a large mouthful of durian into her mouth, mumbling, "Eat your durian quickly, why are you talking so much?"
Qin Mu stopped teasing her and picked up a piece of durian and tasted it slowly.
"By the way," Meng Anran suddenly remembered something and looked up and asked, "Will you go with us tomorrow?"
Tomorrow is visiting day, and she has made an appointment with Kona to go together.
Qin Mu pinched her face amusedly. "Do you think this is a group tour? Just go by yourself. I have a few meetings to attend in the cloud, so I won't accompany you."
"Okay." Meng Anran didn't force him. It wouldn't be of much use for Qin Mu to go with her anyway.
The next morning, sunlight shone into the room through the gaps in the curtains.
Feeling the movement beside her, Meng Anran slowly opened her eyes and saw Qin Mu sitting on the edge of the bed wearing a bathrobe.
"Did I wake you up?" Seeing that she was awake, Qin Mu leaned over and kissed her forehead gently. "Sleep a little longer, I'll make you some pancakes."
"Yeah." Meng Anran closed her eyes again in a daze.
She was so tired. She was tired yesterday and she also exercised for nearly two hours last night. She wished she could sleep soundly today.
Qin Mu tucked the quilt for her, washed up, and then tiptoed out.
After another hour of nap, Meng Anran finally sat up, stretched, yawned, and started a new day.
The quilt slid off her body, bringing a slight chill. She put on a bathrobe and wrapped it around her naked body.
After washing up, there is a series of operations such as skin care, makeup, and changing clothes. Once you become proficient, the whole process only takes half an hour.
In the kitchen, Qin Mu was spreading cream, and the durian pancakes were only a few sheets away from being finished.
Meng Anran put her arms around his waist from behind and pressed her whole body against his back. "Are you done?"
"Just a little bit more." Qin Mu spread the cream and covered it with a layer of pastry crust.
"It looks simple, let me try." Meng Anran was eager to try it. She had never cooked edible food before.
When I went out for a picnic in junior high school, the ribs we grilled were raw.
When I was in high school, I went to the rooftop to barbecue after returning to my dream home, and the chicken wings were mushy.
Qin Mu has already prepared the crust and cream for the durian pancake. She is only responsible for stacking them layer by layer. She doesn’t believe that it can be ruined!
"Okay." Qin Mu took off his disposable gloves and took out a new pair to put on her. "Take your time. I'll go back to the room and change clothes first."
Meng Anran started to spread the fruit pulp, and to be honest, it was quite fun.
No skills are required, just spread it evenly and cover it with the pie crust.
Breakfast is durian pancakes with a cup of hot latte.
The taste is very good, thanks to the cream prepared by Qin Mu, the sweetness is just right and does not cover up the fragrance of the durian.
After filling their stomachs, the two went out.
Meng Anran drove her Hongqi S9 to pick up Kenai, while Qin Mu's Maybach drove towards the Cloud Building.
Kenai lives in a commercial house.
He lost both his parents at the age of five and was forced to grow up.
In order to bury his parents, he agreed to his uncle's suggestion and sold his old house. After burying his parents, the remaining money was used as living expenses and tuition for him and his sister, and was managed by his uncle.
His uncle also had children, and they didn't treat him and Ke Ling very well.
After living under someone else's roof for several years, he was admitted to university at the age of twelve. While studying, he saved money, rented a house, and moved out of his uncle's house with his sister.
After graduating with a Ph.D. and getting a full-time job at the age of 18, I bought this two-bedroom, one-living-room commercial apartment, wanting to give my sister a stable "home".
But he didn't expect that after only three years, this "family" would fall apart and he would be the only one left.
The doorbell rang, and Kana locked the diary left by her sister in the drawer.
When he opened the door, he saw Meng Anran standing there. She was wearing a black dress and a simple makeup. The only eye-catching accessory on her body was probably the purple diamond ring.
She was holding a brown paper lunch box and handed it to him: "I made durian pancakes this morning and brought you a piece."
"Thank you." Kenai took it and stepped aside to make way. "Come in."
Meng Anran walked in and looked around. It was her first time here.
The house wasn't big, about 80 square meters, with two bedrooms, a living room, a kitchen, and a bathroom. It was immaculately clean, with very few objects and no clutter, perhaps a habit of psychiatrists.
The sofa cover was brand new without a single stain of age; it must have been changed after he returned home.
Meng Anran sat down without saying much. She knew that this house was bought by Kenai so that Ke Ling could live in peace.
At that time, Konai had just finished school and didn't have much money in his pocket, but in order to let his sister escape from the life of relying on others as soon as possible, he saved money and bought this house in this place where every inch of land is worth a lot of money.
But the old people are gone, and the house seems to have lost its original meaning.
Kenai went into the kitchen, made a pot of tea, and poured her a cup. "Why are you here so early?"
"Qin Mu has to go back to the company for a meeting. He's staying alone at home, so why not come to see you earlier?" Meng Anran picked up the teacup, took a sip of hot tea, and looked at Kenai carefully.
There were obvious dark circles under his eyes, obviously he didn't sleep well last night.
Kenai opened the brown paper box, tasted the durian pancake, and said calmly, "To be honest, I'm a little nervous."
"I can see." Meng Anran's expression was equally heavy.
It has been more than 20 years since Conai's parents passed away. Now investigating the mastermind behind the death will undoubtedly open the scars that he had finally healed.
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